I'm more than glad the snow is slowing melting away now. It's been snowing like mad for more than a week straight, and i've been imprisoned at home for that long too. I can finally get out of the door and breath some fresh air, even tho it's gonna be freezing everywhere i go. One thing i noticed about my house is that I'm really not used to living inside a place that's heated all the time. I know that with a below frozen temperature outside, we'd all be shivering inside if it weren't for the central heating. But, i just don't feel comfortable living under such a warm but dry environment. For example, my lips are twice as dry as they normally were already and my chapstick don't seem to work that well any more. I'm also having trouble sleeping at night because i'd often wake up at 3 or 4am sweating like a dog. It's weird, but i slept much better on my tiny little bunk bed back in my berkeley apt. Maybe it's because my new bed is twice the size and way too warm and i'm just not up for something that comfy yet. dang i'm weird....

A past secret crush of mine has just recently started to update his blog after many months of inactivity. I must confess that the biggest reason i'm using blogspot as my online journal instead of xanga, which all of my other friends use, is because he and most of his friends use it too. (i know, wut a lame reason...) I used to, and am still now, read his blog everyday, sometimes more than once a day. He didn't, and i think still doesn't, know that i'm such an ardent reader of his blog. I even commented on it once, but of course he had no clue it was me coz it was anonymous. Hehehe....i'm such a stalker, not to mention fanatical and psycho. Nah, fanatical maybe, but definitely not psycho. He just reminds me so much of someone i was once very close to. Too bad i'm not his type.

Sometimes, i think i have too vivid and creative of a mind. Put in simple terms, i daydream too much. Perhaps that's because i read too much romantic novels and stories with fairytale endings. When my mind isn't occupied with things, i tend to daydream that i'll someday be in an overly romantic setting with a too good to be true guy. Like today, i imagined that i reunited with my secret crush at his friend's wedding. I imagined that I was sitting there alone and looking incredibly adorable as usual when he approached me and asked me to dance. Hehehe.....yeah, i know. burst the bubbles and wake up coz it ain't never gonna happen. i'm such a big dreamer.


I'm still wanting for it to come knock on my door....(dream on)

I just came back from Chinatown in downtown Seattle. My parents and i went there around noon for a New Year's flag rising celebration. About 200 people showed up from various chinese organizations. After roughly 2 hours of singing and saluting to the american and taiwanese flags, my only thought was--freaking cold!!!!! Even tho there was no snow in Seattle, but since it was closer to the ocean, the freaking wind just wouldn't stop blowing, which generated very cold air. the ginger tea and hot boaba really helped tho, for like 3 minutes. Boy were we freezing our butts off. I don't know about the rest of the 200 some people, but i certainly felt like an idiot standing in the middle of a very ugly park trying to wave the tiny little flags with the hands that weren't even mine 10 minutes after we got there. It was only 32 degrees, altho it felt more like 10. dang it was cold. by the end of the ceremony, actually no, it was more like 20 minutes before it ended, i just HAD TO go inside somewhere warm coz i seriously felt like i was losing my toes too. so i went into a boaba cafe and ordered a garlic toast, which turned out to be the nastiest garlic toast ever. no wonder it was only $1.09. I really don't understand what the hell we were doing out there abusing our bodily functions. stupid chinese people. i felt even sorrier for my stepdad who doesn't even understand chinese but had to tag along coz my mom couldn't drive in the snow. that poor man.

Afterwards we went to eat at the same chinese restaurant that we went last time, with almost the same group of people, except this time, there were finally someone else other than me under the age of 30. there were 2 guys in late 20s, cousins i think. one of them looked like a gangester who goes out and beat ppl up at random, the other looks a bit like an old taiwanese soap star at first. wut really bugged me was the gangester kept on peeping at me. if he were cute, i probably wouldn't mind it so much, only he was nowhere near cute. the other guy, maybe about 28 or so seems a lot decent but a bit chubby and definitely too short. as matter of fact, i think we are about the same height. he tried talking to me about applying to eva airline but we really weren't clicking well. man, it was a new year's celebration from hell.